Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Earl the pearl

It's Earl, a youth. He's growing into a handsome galoot, and his legs are stronger and pretty straight. (Well, maybe a little lumpy.) He gallops and lopes and rambles around the place. He steals drinks of beer and howls at Murder, She Wrote theme music. He is a good boy.

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We're two old (we could say "older" as it sounds nicer, but "old" will do) women who have bought a 1936 schoolhouse on eight acres in the country in Eastern Washington state. The place is neglected and funky and we're creaky and broke. It's wonderful.

This is our story as we labor to turn this cool old place into a home and studios.